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Sad Winter now declines,
Each bird doth choose a mate;
This day’s Saint Valentine’s.
For that good bishop’s sake
Get up and let us see
What beauty it shall be
That Fortune us assigns.
– By Michael Drayton
your words makes me feel shine,
your sweetest word with me,
like you are always with me.
for one lone soul another lonely soul
each choosing each through all the weary hours
and meeting strangely at one sudden goal.
Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers,
Into one beautiful and perfect whole;
And life’s long night is ended, and the way
Lies open onward to eternal day.
within my heart
that only you can fill.
For you had my love
right from the start
and I know you always will.
Happy Valentine’s Day
After the day’s great sun.
– Charles Hanson Towne
Let’s dig our feet into the sand.
Listen to the waves crash on the shore.
Let’s want a little and then yearn for more
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
– By William Shaespeare
Freshened by the gentle rain
Like the Evening Star that glows,
Brightest of the starry train
Like a well arranged Bouquet,
Where the fairest flowers combine,
Odours rich and colors gay,
Is my own Sweet Valentine
please never leave me and go.
I want to spend every moment with you,
and you know you want it too.
To carry all my love for you.
They who meet on an April night are forever lost in love,
if there’s moonlight all about and there’s no moon above.
Will you love me in December as you do in May,
Will you love me in the good old fashioned way?
When my hair has all turned gray,
Will you kiss me then and say,
That you love me in December as you do in May?
– James J. Walker
How Do I Love Thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being an ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,- I love thee with the Breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
– By Elizabeth Barret Browning
Neither morality: unabashed
She enters where she will
Unheeding that her immortal fires
Burn up human hearts…
– Phillip Pulfrey, from Beyond Me
For smiling once again,
You’ve filled my life with peaceful dreams
and you’ve become my closest friend.
You’ve shared your heartfelt secrets
And your trust you’ve given me,
You showed me how to feel again
To laugh, and love, and see.
If life should end tomorrow
And from this world I should part,
I shall be forever young
For you have touched my heart
Valentines is near
Just wishing you were here
My debt to you, Belovèd,
Is one I cannot pay
In any coin of any realm
On any reckoning day.
– Jessie B. Rittenhouse
A bell is no bell ’til you ring it,
A song is no song ’til you sing it,
And love in your heart
Wasn’t put there to stay –
Love isn’t love
‘Til you give it away.
– By Oscar Hammerstein, Sound of Music, You Are Sixteen (Reprise)
with beautiful blooms, straggling weeds,
swooping birds and sunshine, rain –
and most importantly, seeds.
– By Grey Livingston
A single flow’r he sent me, since we met,
All tenderly his messenger he chose;
Deep-hearted pure, with scented dew still wet – –
One perfect rose.
I know the language of the floweret.
My fragile leaves, it said, his heart enclose.
Love long has taken for his amulet
One perfect rose.
Why is it no one ever sent yet
One perfect limousine, do you suppose?
Ah no, it’s always just my luck to get
One perfect rose.
– By Dorothy Parker
Drink to me, only, with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine;
Or leave a kisse but in the cup,
And Ile not look for wine.
The thirst, that from the soule doth rise,
Doth aske a drink divine:
But might I of Jove’s Nectar sup,
I would not change for thine.
I sent thee, late, a rosie wreath,
Not so much honoring thee,
As giving it a hope, that there
It could not withered be.
But thou thereon did’st onely breathe,
And sent’st it back to mee:
Since when it growes, and smells, I sweare,
Not of it selfe, but thee.
– By Robert Burns: The Poetry (1896)
You are in my thoughts, you are in my dreams
we all want something we never had
is there a soul mate out there for me
that special person one day we will see
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